Lyra’s povHer arms were crossed and her smile was one of disgust. “Where do you think you’re going?” she mocked.I stopped, trying to find my voice. “I… I need to go to my room.” My voice was barely above a whisper. “I haven’t had a bath in days. Please, just a moment so I can clean myself.”Anna’s smile grew bigger as she tilted her head. “Oh? Really? You want a bath?” She turned back to Helga–who stood behind me looking mean as ever and said sweetly, “Helga, have you been pouring cold water on her every morning as I have told you?”“Yes,” Helga replied, deadpan. “Every morning to wake her up from her sleep.”Anna turned back to me, her eyes bright with malice. “There,” she said, spreading her arms as if it had all been a riddle and she had found the answer. “You have all the washing you need, don’t you?”I could feel the lump lodging itself deeper into my throat as fresh, hot tears welled in my eyes. “Please…” My voice wavered under the pressure. “Please, can I just change? I’ve…I’
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